Chapter 84: Break In
Bang. Bang. Bang...
All ten snipers were alerted and began to pour firepower at Su Xiao. For a time, sand and dust flew around him.
Using the yellow sand as cover, Su Xiao activated a bomb inside a cloth bag and tossed it toward the castle.
Boom!
An explosion spanning dozens of meters erupted, thick smoke billowing, and a portion of the castle collapsed.
Su Xiao drew a pistol from his lower back and fired several shots at the nearest tower.
After those shots, the sniper in that tower fell silent, reducing the number of snipers targeting him from ten to nine.
Just as Su Xiao prepared to advance, a slight stinging sensation came from his shoulder—a warning from his Heart Eye.
Su Xiao immediately sidestepped, and a bullet whistled past him.
He quickly rushed to a low concrete wall and observed his surroundings.
He was only ten meters from the castle, but those ten meters wouldn't be easy to cross. Not only were there snipers, but also over a thousand infantry.
Rat-a-tat-tat...
A heavy machine gun roared, and the concrete wall Su Xiao was hiding behind was chipped apart by bullets.
"Te ba ta ma ka!"
A small squad leader in the army shouted, and the firing stopped. The heavy machine gun's barrel was already red-hot, and a black man immediately poured water over it.
"Dong teu rong seum ni da (Korean)."
The black squad leader actually spoke Korean, which was somewhat jarring.
"Da rai da ku re (Japanese)."
This time, he switched to Japanese. Finding that Su Xiao still didn't respond, the black squad leader frowned deeply.
"Who are you, and why are you attacking us?"
This, Su Xiao understood.
"Who am I? Just a lost traveler."
Hearing Su Xiao's reply, the fluent Chinese made the black squad leader pause. Why would someone from that country attack them? The two sides had been cooperating for a long time.
The black squad leader stopped talking and pointed at the low concrete wall. The snipers immediately opened fire.
Bang.
Concrete chips flew. The fifty-centimeter-thick concrete wall was penetrated, and the bullet hole was very close to Su Xiao.
Su Xiao knew clearly that he could withstand at most three shots from a sniper. If he was hit in the head or heart, he was dead. This was the power of technology; he wasn't yet strong enough to ignore thermal weapons.
Rumble.
The ground vibrated slightly. Su Xiao took out a small mirror to check the situation on the other side of the wall. Four Tiger tanks rushed out of the castle.
Whirr.
The tank cannons began to rotate, aiming at the concrete wall Su Xiao was behind.
Su Xiao had no intention of withstanding a tank bombardment, especially from these Tiger tanks.
He pulled two smoke grenades from his lower back and tossed them nearby. Thick smoke gradually spread.
Boom!
A Tiger tank fired. The ground in front of the tank was shaken, raising half a meter of dust, and the concrete wall was instantly shattered.
Hidden in the smoke, Su Xiao felt fortunate—fortunate that he hadn't come here before, or he would have died for sure.
The thick smoke gradually enveloped a Tiger tank. The infantry weren't just for show; they leveled their automatic rifles and began spraying into the white smoke.
Su Xiao drew Tanghong from his waist. Blades of light flashed in succession, and the bullets aimed at him were all deflected.
Bang!
Another sniper rifle shot rang out. Su Xiao felt a numbness in his lower back, and a bloody gash appeared. The enemy had hit him by luck, but the wound wasn't too severe.
Blood gushed out, but Su Xiao didn't care. His pain tolerance was already high, and he could endure this level of pain.
Using the smoke grenades for cover, Su Xiao rushed to a Tiger tank. The tank was reversing, trying to back out of the smoke.
The steel tracks ground against the ground, creating a deafening noise.
Su Xiao dashed to the front of the Tiger tank, gripped his blade with both hands, and slashed off the tank's cannon barrel.
Clang. The severed barrel fell to the ground. That wasn't the end. Su Xiao's second slash cut into the tank's tracks.
The tracks snapped cleanly. Su Xiao's Blade Master skill was at level 18, making it easy to cut through steel.
The black man inside the Tiger tank's cockpit was dumbfounded. The tank's power suddenly died. Although he knew how to drive it, he wasn't familiar with its mechanics. Every time the tank broke down, he had to pay a high price to get it repaired.
Before the black driver could figure out what was happening, his neck felt cold and numb, followed by intense pain.
Pfft, pfft...
Su Xiao stabbed several times into the Tiger tank. Seeing the blood on the blade, he stopped.
The smoke gradually thinned. Using the smoke grenades for cover, Su Xiao charged through the main gate into the castle.
As soon as he entered, he was greeted by several heavy machine guns.
Rat-a-tat-tat...
A hail of bullets flew toward him. Su Xiao sidestepped and rushed into a nearby room.
Inside the room, Su Xiao leaned against the wall, gasping for breath. Several bloody holes had appeared in his chest.
He probed his fingers into the holes and pulled out an orange-yellow bullet, its surface stained with blood.
Ding. The bullet was casually tossed aside. The gunfire outside temporarily ceased.
In a room on the top floor of the castle, a shirtless black old man stared at a large screen. The screen was split into four sections—the castle's surveillance system.
This black old man was Samuel, Su Xiao's target for this mission.
Beside Samuel were two others: a white man and a yellow-skinned man.
"Mr. Samuel, it seems the deal has hit a snag. Let's terminate it here."
The yellow-skinned man stood up, seemingly unwilling to get involved. He was only in a cooperative relationship with Samuel and didn't want to stick his neck out for him. There were many warlords like Samuel who trafficked diamonds.
"Alright, Mr. Wang. My apologies."
Samuel actually spoke fluent Chinese, indicating frequent contact with Chinese people.
"Perhaps we can cooperate in the future."
Despite the continuous explosions outside, this Chinese man remained calm. He had come to see Samuel, and this had nothing to do with him.
Unlike the Chinese man, the white man in the room didn't leave. He stared blankly at the screen.
"Good heavens, is this really a human? Deflecting bullets with a cold weapon? I must be dreaming."
Samuel glanced at the white man and shook his head. If anyone could save him today, it might have been the man who just left, but their relationship wasn't deep, and that man wouldn't get involved.
"Mr. Stassen, you should leave too."
Samuel's tone was calm, as if he felt no tension.
"No, why would I leave now? Our deal isn't finished..."
Samuel waved his hand.
"I no longer need that batch of weapons. You've been too slow."
Stassen's face changed, and his expression turned gloomy.
"Samuel, you have no sense of contract. That batch of weapons is already in transit."
Stassen was furious, his tone no longer polite.
"You've been saying the same thing for three months. I've already paid two so-called deposits."
Samuel looked up at the screen, which was now full of static—the surveillance had been cut off.
Stassen stopped maintaining his gentlemanly demeanor. Samuel was a fat piece of meat, and such meat was meant to be butchered. He did have the weapons, but unless Samuel paid more than ten times the price, he wouldn't get that advanced arsenal.
Crack.
The door shattered. Stassen flinched in fear.
Dust filled the doorway. When it settled, a man covered in blood, holding a long blade, walked into the room.
Behind him, the corridor was littered with many corpses, and the walls were splattered with blood.